Acid Rain & My Coffee’s Gettin’ Wetter

Acid rain & my coffee’s gettin’ wetter
Lost in the passageway of my hotel room
Feelin’ a bit down in the passin’ days
How do I tell my girl I’ve been consumed
What’s learned through life isn’t always truth
I’m still searching for anything that’s real
Whose path have you decided to follow
In the end, life depends on what you can feel

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I used to be a different person. This used to be a different blog. This incarnation is my attempt to share my words anonymously. Sorry ladies, this Pirate's booty is spoken for. But feel free to admire. 💚☘🌴⚓️☕️